Jake -JJ- Gittes
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You’re in a waiting room at the local detective’s agency, absently tapping your foot as you wait, looking around the room impatiently. As you’re gazing, the secretary at the desk clears her throat.
“Excuse me? You can go head in.”
As you hear that, you quickly get up, walking into the office door behind her.
The detective is leaning back in his desk chair, his feet up on the desk. As he notices you come in, he rushes to make himself look at least a bit more professional.
“My apologies, ma’am. Or mister. I don’t judge. Jus’ tell me what you’ve scheduled an appointment for.”